I don't have a name for this poem and No I am not the best poet but I try and I do appreciate harsh criticism as well as good.




My heart is breaking
We both have moved on
Its sickens me to know you love her
It hurts me to know when with him I think of you

These months have been hard
no doubt
how you feel about me know
I haven't got a clue

Your laugh rings in my ears
Your eyes are now my greatest fear
Its not fair

Just let me go
Release your grip
Its all just a lie now
And it seems every night I cry

Now I know not to fear love
Don't look deep into it
Or else you let it pass by
love doesn't care about age,race,or language
it cares about the heart
and we are the ones who break it